The tension in the room escalated, and Hiroshi's lieutenants followed suit, reaching for their concealed weapons, ready to protect their leader. Yet, Leo appeared unfazed by the impending threat, his demeanor exuding a sense of invincibility that left everyone present in awe and fear.
Leo's cunning eyes locked with Hiroshi's, and a sinister smile played on his lips. "Ah, but Hiroshi, you forget the nature of our business. Replaceable distributors come and go. Your significance is inconsequential compared to the vast network of operations we control. I don't need you. I can easily find another puppet to dance to my tune."
The room seemed to close in on Hiroshi as Leo's words pierced through him like venom. His heart pounded, torn between fury and fear. He knew the truth in Leo's words—the Underworld leader was indeed a master puppeteer, pulling strings from the shadows.